Assassin Wolf Novels & Stories

I bit down with everything I had. He howled. Tried to twist around and snap at my face. I held on. Karson turned at the sound. His eyes widened as he took in the scene. The assassin pinned beneath me. The blood pouring from the wound in his leg. The wolf who had been seconds from killing him. He dispatched his current opponents with brutal efficiency and bounded over. His massive paw slammed down on the assassin's neck, pinning him completely. The fight left the enemy wolf. He went limp beneath us.

Not guardian wolves. Not sanctuary soldiers. Hunters. Kael’s face hardened instantly. “They found us already.” Three armed wolves appeared at the far end of the corridor seconds later, emerging from the shadows with frightening coordination. Their armor carried no official pack markings, but silver-black symbols covered their weapons. Assassins. And the moment they saw Aria— They attacked immediately. Kael moved first. His dagger flashed across the corridor fast enough to bury itself directly into the lead assassin’s throat while the second attacker lunged toward Aria with silver-coated claws.

It lasted less than a second. I stepped into his space before he could correct himself, my fingers pressing briefly against his throat—not enough to harm, just enough to remind. He stilled. His voice wide and froze. I moved past him. They didn't know. As assassin doesn't need to fight like a warrior, they just move, slowly, swiftly and quietly. Except the damage was far worse. The wolves adjusted, attempting to coordinate, approaching from multiple angles. I allowed the first to come closer before shifting aside at the last moment, forcing it into the path of the second. They collided, their movements breaking apart before either could recover.

The assassins screamed in shock. Ronan tore through another attacker, blood staining his fur as he whirled back toward me, eyes wild. “You said you weren’t commanding it,” he growled. “I’m not,” I said, breath steady. “I’m being recognized.” The remaining assassin tried to flee. The rogue wolf from earlier leapt from the shadows, tackling him with lethal efficiency. Silence fell. Heavy. Broken only by labored breathing and the soft rush of the stream. Ronan shifted back, blood streaking his skin as he scanned me quickly, hands gripping my arms.

Before they could pull their triggers, Asher vaulted off his saddle mid-stride. His body shifted instantly—his clothes tearing as a massive, silver-furred wolf burst into the moonlight. Asher slammed into two of the assassins at once, his heavy jaws snapping clean through iron armor and bone in a spray of blood. I launched myself off my horse, sliding low under the third assassin's swinging blade. I kicked out his back knee, driving my shortsword up into the gap of his leather tunic. He collapsed into the dirt with a ragged groan.

Behind someone tangibly bit the tail. Jumping up with a squeal, she barely crawled back and stared with resentment at the gray-black wolf Matvey. He waved his muzzle to the side, and I seemed to hear: "Let's run further." What's the insult? She jumped up and trotted more calmly behind the wolf. True, after half an hour the she-wolf began to be led aside.

I lay on the gas, make a couple jumps and I’m close enough. I raise the gun back up and line up my sights when I see something beyond the rogue. It’s a territory marker. Shit. We’ve reached the pack lands. I can’t risk the shot now. My only hope is to keep chasing him in case he turns back and gives me another chance. Maybe I can turn him around if I get a good enough angle on him. I’d be screwed if one of my shots ended up hitting one of the pack wolves. Normal tranquilizers won’t do anything but these are special. Made specifically to knock out the wolf side and put the human side to sleep. No wolf means no extra strength, speed, or increased healing capabilities. Much easier to work with

A flash of silver out of the corner of his eye drew his eyes up to see a slight shimmer in the air before they all disappeared into it, a sword sticking out of his Luna after she jumped in front of an advancing warrior from the crowd. The wolf that impaled the Luna looked just like him! What wolf possesses that skill? The ability to glamor takes a very rare wolf with a specific set of skills. I know only one wolf that has resources like those, Jo, Sir Alpha of the Rogues. That's strike 1... Rex’s uman was frozen in terror, but his wolf acted instinctively, phasing and lunging himself at the upper tier, a black aura radiating from him. "Alpha, stop!" Makai warned. He followed his Alpha's lead

Blake stood up again to attack him but Aiden built a fierce,transparent wall around them and angry Blake couldn't pass through. Aiden held Nina. "Nisha!" He whispered Nina's wolf name. Still subconscious, Nina didn't know what was going on.Her eyes blazed bright blue.At the sound of its name,her wolf transformed out. She felt immense power surge through her but it didn't wear off the drowsiness she was feeling.Nina was thinking that her wolf has chosen Damon as it mate so she lowered her guard down and let her wolf do the work.Finally,her wolf has surfaced! Aiden grabbed her waist and pressed her body to his.Her hands on his chest,he tucked strands of hair behind her ear.He lowered his head

he added “I have always heard small talks about the unification, but I never saw it coming through, I believe it is that son of the late Frank. The tyrant werewolf named Melnyk is behind the wheel of all this that is happening. Now it seems he is already making progress” Sir Steven said “We could have killed him when we had a chance” one of the King’s chiefs, whose name was Henry said “I was tired of losing my Men, I sent 3 fleets of Assassins to him, and he was able to kill all of them alongside that useless beta of his” Sir Erik replied.